President Lu Reads CEO Novels

Song Shi'an had no choice but to do his best to take care of Chen Jiashu.

Working as Assistant Song to Lu Mingyu came with plenty of miscellaneous tasks, but during drinking banquets, Lu Mingyu never needed him to block drinks.

Chen Jiashu was different. He was an agent with several artists under his wing, and he had to hustle and negotiate for those artists' publicity deals. The vast majority of business negotiations took place at dining tables, and he was frequently forced to drink and ended up dead drunk.

After brewing hangover medicine and forcing it down Chen Jiashu, the man finally felt comfortable.

Song Shi'an prepared to drag him to the guest bedroom.

Lu Mingyu made a move.

He reached out and hoisted the man straight onto his shoulder.

Ugh~

Chen Jiashu was jostled so hard he almost threw up on the spot.

Song Shi'an was horrified. "President Lu, how can I trouble you with this? Let me do it."

"Open the door," Lu Mingyu said.

Receiving his instructions, Song Shi'an immediately went to open the door.

With Lu Mingyu helping, it was much more convenient than dragging the man himself.

Lu Mingyu tossed him straight onto the bed, and the person on the bed rolled over and continued sleeping soundly.

After tidying up, Lu Mingyu efficiently came out and closed the door.

The two of them were left staring at each other again.

Song Shi'an was at a loss for words. Looking at how tiny his little nest really was, it truly couldn't accommodate a big Buddha like Lu Mingyu!

What should I do now? There's no way I'm actually sharing a blanket with a domineering CEO! Whatever, I'll just clean up later and sleep on the couch.

It's just that I've slept on that bed for so long, won't the CEO disdain it if he lies there...

How am I supposed to bring this up?!

Song Shi'an said, "President Lu, should I tidy up a bit so you can sleep..."

"I'm not picky. I'll just sleep with you," Lu Mingyu said, striding inside with his long legs.

"I toss and turn in my sleep, it might not be very convenient," Song Shi'an made a final struggle.

"When we went on business trips before, it's not like we haven't shared a bed. What are you afraid of?" Lu Mingyu stood at the doorway and turned to look at him.

Bullshit! You definitely didn't say that the last time I slept at your place!

Those dark, deep eyes fixed on him, making Song Shi'an shut his mouth.

Fine then, you're the boss, you call the shots.

Although his bedroom was the largest room in the entire apartment, once a bed was placed inside, there wasn't much space left.

Song Shi'an rummaged through his wardrobe and pulled out his largest shirt.

"President Lu, my place doesn't have any clothes suitable for you. Would you mind making do?" Song Shi'an held up the shirt and looked at Lu Mingyu.

Ahhhhh! What kind of madness has seized the CEO's brain?! Why does he want to stay at my place?! As long as he's here, it feels like working overtime!

Lu Mingyu took the shirt and turned into the bathroom.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Shi'an hurriedly swept through the bedroom one more time.

For some reason, letting Lu Mingyu into his room gave him the mistaken illusion of an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law.

He also wondered if the CEO could even stretch out and move around in his tiny bathroom that was only a few square meters big.

After a good while, Lu Mingyu finally emerged from the bathroom. Aside from his own boxers, he had slipped on the oversized shirt he had just been handed.

He looked somewhat wild.

In the past, whether at home or outside, Lu Mingyu always wore a proper, full set of pajamas to sleep.

Song Shi'an's gaze involuntarily fell on his exposed legs.

Long and straight.

Why are there no leg hairs? Generally, shouldn't a man of this height and build have thick leg hairs? Could it be that the CEO shaves his legs at home too?

Lu Mingyu: "..."

They're natural, thank you very much.

Lu Mingyu walked over to the bed and lay down.

"I'm all set. I'll give you ten minutes. I'm tired and need to rest early," Lu Mingyu announced.

Song Shi'an immediately got up and headed to the bathroom to wash up.

Lu the Skinflier, even taking a shower has a time limit.

After muttering complaints in his heart, his hands kept moving as he quickly got himself washed up.

When he came out, Song Shi'an was fully dressed.

If he were home alone normally, wearing just his boxers would be fine, but in front of Lu Mingyu... he was shy.

Lu Mingyu was already leaning against the headboard, flipping through a book in his hands.

A book?

Where did that come from?

Song Shi'an looked closely and discovered that what Lu Mingyu was reading was the copy of Domineering CEO Falls in Love with Me that he had collected.

Holy crap!!

This was something he bought to study how the female lead pursues the male lead.

Why was it in Lu Mingyu's hands?!

He remembered this book started with a suggestive one-night stand right in the beginning!

Followed by all sorts of steamy, tangled scenes...

Song Shi'an used both hands and feet to scramble onto the bed. "President Lu, I'm done washing up. You must be tired, hurry up and turn off the light to rest."

As he spoke, he directly pressed the switch to turn off the bedside lamp.

Instantly, the room plunged into pitch darkness.

Song Shi'an breathed a secret sigh of relief. In just these few minutes, Lu Mingyu should have only managed to look at the table of contents.

Good, good.

"You took eleven minutes," a low, husky voice suddenly sounded by his ear.

Song Shi'an: ??

Were you a timer in your past life?! So precise!

"Apologies, I got delayed in the bathroom for a bit." He threw heavy punches in his mind while remaining utterly timid in reality.

Lu Mingyu placed the book back onto the nightstand. "Does Assistant Song usually like reading this sort of book?"

"A friend left it at my place last time, and I never had the chance to return it," Song Shi'an casually fabricated a lie.

"Is that so? But I noticed Assistant Song made notes in the book." A faint, subtle smile colored Lu Mingyu's tone.

With a loud boom!

Song Shi'an felt his brain instantly explode!

Holy crap! Do CEOs read this fast?!

Weren't his notes written much further along in the book?

He had thought the romantic tension in the book was quite good, so he had marked those parts with a pen, thinking the male and female leads could use them as reference.

"Maybe... maybe my friend's handwriting is similar to mine..." Song Shi'an said dryly.

Ahhhhh! Stop asking, stop asking!! This is so excruciatingly awkward, if you ask again I'm going to pinch your nipples!

Lu Mingyu inexplicably felt a chill across his chest.

He didn't speak again.

Seeing that Lu Mingyu didn't continue pressing the matter, Song Shi'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Heaven be praised, the CEO isn't a gossipy person.

Ahhhhh! How did I forget to put the book away!

This can't be blamed on me either; if anyone's to blame, it's the author. The male and female leads still haven't made any progress, and I was getting too anxious, which is why I looked for this kind of book to study.

I never expected to be caught red-handed. How embarrassing.

Hearing the breathing behind him gradually grow steady, the roaring in Song Shi'an's heart slowly quieted down as well.

Running around busily all day had worn his body out and made his eyelids heavy, and before long, he drifted off into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, it wasn't because of his biological clock, but rather a shriek.

Ah!!

Startled awake, Song Shi'an bolted upright. Before his brain could process things, he blurted out chaotically, "What's wrong, what's wrong? Is there an earthquake?"

Looking toward the source of the noise, he saw Chen Jiashu with a bird's nest of messy hair, one hand covering his mouth while the other pointed tremblingly at the two of them.

"Sorry to disturb, you guys carry on," Chen Jiashu said, then slammed the door shut with a loud thwack.

Leaving behind a bewildered Song Shi'an. What kind of madness had suddenly seized this guy?

He was just about to kick off the blanket and get out of bed when he bumped into something beside him. Turning his head to look, he saw Lu Mingyu.

His muddled brain instantly cleared up quite a bit, and his speech turned somewhat stuttering. "Pr... President Lu... why are you in my bed!"

"Your memory is this bad?" Lu Mingyu asked.

Oh, I remember now. Last night, you stubbornly insisted on staying at my place!

"Apologies, President Lu, I just woke up and my head isn't quite clear yet," Song Shi'an offered an apology.

Sure enough, whenever he crossed paths with Lu Mingyu, he reverted right back to looking like a slave!

He grabbed his phone to check the time, and seeing that it was almost time for work, he said, "President Lu, why don't you go wash up so we can head to the company shortly."

Lu Mingyu nodded and turned into the bathroom.

Song Shi'an let out a breath, picked up the book resting on the nightstand, and hid it away.

When Lu Mingyu emerged from the bathroom, he had already changed back into his clothes.

Song Shi'an quickly freshened up and headed out together with Lu Mingyu.

As soon as they stepped out, they saw Chen Jiashu sitting on the sofa outside, sizing them up with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

Song Shi'an gave a light cough, attempting to change the subject. "Are you still feeling awful? You looked pretty drunk last night."

"Much better," Chen Jiashu replied. His gaze involuntarily drifted to Lu Mingyu before he blinked, looked at Song Shi'an, and asked in a low voice, "Did I pick a bad time to come over last night and interrupt your good time?"

Seeing that Lu Mingyu wasn't looking in their direction, Song Shi'an lowered his voice. "It's not what you're thinking! Last night, Lu Mingyu had no idea what got into him, he insisted on sleeping in the same bed as me."

Chen Jiashu wore a knowing expression. "He probably saw me and felt a sense of crisis, which is why he stayed behind to keep an eye on you."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Song Shi'an cut him off.

Chen Jiashu chuckled and didn't harp on the topic any further.

"Time for me to go back to being everyone's punching bag," Chen Jiashu sighed.

Song Shi'an offered a concerned word. "Hasn't it been sorted out yet?"

Chen Jiashu massaged his temples. "That crazy woman hinted during a livestream that her film and television company boss had malicious intentions toward her. Now the outside world is spreading rumors, and that boss's reputation is completely ruined. I managed to secure a meeting with him for today, so I have to go apologize."

"Alright, my timing is just right, let's head out together," Song Shi'an nodded.